After the Presentation, There Will Be Naptime, Complete With Milk and Cookies

Look at those photos. I may read the Darwin Awards, but it's with the understanding that the authors, like me, realize that this is absolutely stupid shit, and are wondering just what improper upbringing led to people trying to pull it off. It is not with the implication that the author honestly thinks that I am the kind of person who would try to have sex in a car while it's still running in a garage, and is warning me off.

The childrens' drawings just add insult to... well, greater insult. "See? These five-year-olds know not to do this shit! You must just be stupid!"

The entire presentation has one central message: you fuck up, it's your fault. It doesn't matter if your boss doesn't provide the proper instruction for the more complex parts of your job. Instead, you must have messed up on some tiny thing that any person with two brain cells to rub together will tell you is a bad idea, so we're going to lecture you about that.